The words of the middle-aged wealthy businessman immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Countless eyes looked at the brush drawing on the table, and the pattern on it was the dragon that Ye Chen had taught the cute little baby to draw before.

They witnessed the dragon in the painting appear, flying into the air and turning into a dragon gate, attracting thousands of fish to leap!

It can be said that this is a masterpiece!

For a time, the eyes of countless people were extremely hot!

"Mr. Ye, the contemptible person is Wan Guohao, the chairman of Wanfeng Group!"

The middle-aged wealthy businessman was afraid that Ye Chen would not agree, so he continued: "If you are willing to cut your love, Wan is willing to pay 100 million US dollars to buy your ink treasure!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar.

Spending $100 million just to buy a painting?

It's money and nowhere to go, right?

Many people gasped at first, thinking that Wan Guohao was crazy, but then reacted again.

Zhang Daqian's calligraphy and paintings can be auctioned for nearly 200 million Chinese dollars, and the painting in front of him is even more magical, and it is normal to be worth 100 million US dollars, right?

Even Wu Wenshan was surprised.

Because the highest auction price of his works is only more than 80 million.

Before everyone could react, another luxuriously dressed middle-aged woman stood up and said with a smile: "Mr. Ye, I am Huo Enna from the Splendid Group, and I am willing to pay 150 million US dollars to buy your calligraphy!"

"I am Liu Zhi of Tian Yuan Group, and I am willing to pay 200 million US dollars......

"I'm willing to pay $250 million......"

"Don't fight with me, whoever fights with me is in a hurry!"

“......”

For a while, countless bigwigs rushed to buy Ye Chen's painting, and looking at the posture, it was like a street vendor in a vegetable market, with no image at all.

Seeing this scene, Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin were completely stunned.

They never thought that a painting would be speculated to a sky-high price of more than 200 million, and it was a beautiful knife, which was converted into more than a billion Chinese dollars!

At this time, Wu Wenshan, who had not spoken, suddenly said: "Mr. Ye, the old man is willing to exchange all his family property for your ink treasure!"

As his words fell, the scene was deadly silent!

Countless people's eyes are full of disbelief!

I thought I heard it wrong!

Painting saint Wu Wenshan is willing to give all his family property in exchange for a painting?

How much property does Wu Wenshan have?

Nobody knows about this!

But if he releases a random calligraphy and painting, he can be auctioned for a sky-high price of seventy or eighty million!

In the face of everyone's shock, Wu Wenshan's expression remained unchanged, but he looked at Ye Chen with a little nervousness, for fear that Ye Chen would refuse.

He has spent his entire life studying painting.

After experiencing the incident just now, he realized that he might have achieved something, but he was still far from the end of the painting path, so in order to seek a breakthrough, not to mention all the family property, as long as Ye Chen saw something, he was willing to pay.

For a while, countless eyes looked at Ye Chen in unison.

Wu Wenshan has such conditions, he will not refuse anyone else, right?

Cangshuxue kept tugging at the corner of Ye Chen's clothes, signaling him to agree.

Meeting everyone's eyes, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "It's useless for you to ask me, this painting was painted by my daughter, and I need to ask her opinion." ”

Wu Wenshan's face twitched slightly, but he still looked at the cute little baby in Ye Chen's arms, and his expression was like a child asking for candy.

The little guy's eyes widened, and he said a little dazedly: "Dad, do they want to buy our paintings?"

"Yes, good girl, your paintings are worth a lot now. Ye Chen smiled gently, his eyes full of doting.

Cangshuxue reminded in a whisper: "Meng Meng, quickly agree!"

Even the little fat man didn't look at her very much.

However, after the little guy blinked his eyes, he suddenly pouted and said, "No, people don't want to sell it!"

The crowd almost didn't fall to the ground.

I heard the little guy mutter: "This is a painting I painted with my father, but it is precious, and people are not short of money, my mother is a company, and my father also gave someone a company,!"

"You bad old men are very bad, you bullied me and my dad before, and now you want to bully people stupidly!"

"Also, I painted this painting for Xiao Hei, I want to take it back to show it, and it will be very happy. ”

Everyone: "......"

This father and daughter are crazy, right?

Master Wu is worth at least more than one billion!

I actually refused!

Wu Wenshan still didn't give up and said, "Who is Xiao Hei?"

"It's just a snake!" Ye Chen smiled faintly.

Wu Wenshan: "......"

In the end, he had to sigh lightly: "That's it, it seems that the old man is destined to have nothing to do with such a Mobao!"

Speaking of this, he seemed to remember something, looked at Ye Chen and said, "Mr. Ye, in order to apologize, after going back this time, the old man will re-rank your daughter's competition, and she is the first!"

"Master Wu, the Zhao family ......" Someone wanted to speak but stopped.

After all, he has already promised to give the first to the Zhao family, if he changes now, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of the Zhao family?

Wu Wenshan's face was jealous: "Zhao family, I will explain it when I turn around!"

"That's the best, I'll go back with you!"

Ye Chen showed a satisfied look, he brought his daughter here this time to take the first place, the reason why he made such a big move was also for his daughter, so naturally he would not give up halfway.

Who would have thought that as soon as he finished speaking, Wu Wenshan's face changed: "No, Mr. Ye, you can't go back with us, you asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel before, someone from the Zhao family must be on the way here, you should leave early at this moment!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, the Zhao family is a wealthy family in Jinling, and it has something to do with Yanjing, even Master Wu has to be afraid of three points. ”

A bigwig in the Jinling art world said: "You just asked Zhao Yuanliang to kneel, which is equivalent to slapping the Zhao family in the face, the Zhao family will definitely not give up, you go back first, and we will send you the award afterwards!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye, let's go back first!"

Cang Shuxue and Li Yongmin also persuaded them.

However, Ye Chen smiled faintly: "This person first ignored the rules of the game, and then offended me, it is logical for me to teach him a lesson, what if the Zhao family is not convinced?"

Wu Wenshan still wanted to persuade again: "Mr. Ye, you ......"

"Okay, I'm going to know how terrifying this Zhao family is!" Ye Chen interrupted him, picked up his daughter and turned around and walked towards the Jinling Art Museum.

"Hey, Mr. Ye is too confident, the power of the Zhao family is not what he can imagine!" Wu Wenshan sighed.

Li Yongmin said nervously: "Master Wu, what now?"

"What else can I do?"

Wu Wenshan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Ye is reluctant to go, for the sake of today's plan, only the old man has come forward in person, I hope that the Zhao family can see the old man's face to turn big things into small things, and small things to turn into small things!"

......

At the same time, inside the Jinling Art Museum!

Zhao Yuanliang, the second son of the Zhao family, still maintained the posture of Ye Chen's departure, lying on the ground with five bodies thrown to the ground, and someone next to him wanted to help him up, but found that there was no way to use force, as if he had taken root.

"What the hell did this damn boy do to Ben Shao?"

Zhao Yuanliang's face was full of resentment, and he couldn't wait to break Ye Chen's body into ten thousand pieces, and then looked at his nephew Zhao Yang on the side: "Xiaoyang, what does the family say?"

"Second uncle, big ...... Uncle is already on his way here, saying that he will be there in half an hour!" said seven-year-old Zhao Yang with a shocked expression.

"Twenty minutes have passed, my brother should be almost there!"

Zhao Yuanliang's face suddenly showed a smug look: "Damn boy, you wait, my brother is here, and when the time comes, I will let you know what it means to be unable to survive and to die!"

For yourself this big brother!

He couldn't understand it better, his appearance looked like a spring breeze, but the city mansion was the deepest in the entire Zhao family, and he was also the best at hiding, even he, the demon king of the mixed world, felt like a thorn in his back when facing his eldest brother!

"Second uncle, you must kill that Shabi!"

Seven-year-old Zhao Yang's eyes flashed with a fierce look: "And that little girl, I'm going to use her as a target to throw darts!"

"Okay, when the time comes, one by one, torture them!"

Zhao Yuanliang smiled cruelly.

While he was talking, a person rushed in from outside, and the other party shouted as he walked: "Zhao Gongzi, Wu ...... Master Wu, they are back, and they are still ...... And that kid is back, too!"

Zhao Yuanliang was so excited that he almost didn't shout: "Hahaha, it's really a way to heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break in!"